I Have Died Long Ago, Poor Because No One Burns Paper?

Zhang Liang felt guilty and didn't know what to say.

Although they will be overtaken by Guitan sooner or later, his words did alarm Guitan in advance.

Fortunately, the man with the blank mask just took a cold look and warned:

"Next time, I'll kick you deep into the stairs!"

"I... I see."

Lowering his head, Zhang Liang lied and said.

Compared with the members of the death forum, he is still too weak after all.

"If I knew it, I would have taken the elevator."

With a sigh of emotion, the man in the blank mask stepped forward and pressed the elevator button.

After waiting for a while, the elevator arrived and opened the door slowly.

The smell of blood in the car still exists, reminding everyone that there have been brutal killings here.

In order to make meritorious deeds and atone for his sins, Zhang Liang first took the tricky girl into the elevator.

Seeing that a few minutes passed, there was no abnormality.

The rest followed suit.

As the elevator goes up, the button emits a strange green light, illuminating the faces of everyone, and the light and shade are uncertain.

There is an oppressive atmosphere in the air.

With the precedent of the Staircase Strange Talk, everyone is tense.

Even the blank mask man is no exception.

Time passed by one minute and one second, and the 20th floor finally reached "zero one zero".

Everyone quickly left the elevator and breathed a sigh of relief.

There are still creepy creatures lingering in the corridor, licking the blood in the crevices.

They cast gloomy gazes, but after seeing the comer clearly, they paused and then retracted their gazes.

"There seems to be something wrong."

Compared with ordinary people, Zhang Liang's selfish and cruel character makes him a little more clever.

He leaned over to the blank mask man and whispered:

"These weirdnesses don't seem to care about our history.

"They're afraid of our uniforms."

"The eyes are very wrong."

He thought about it carefully, and in these weird eyes, apart from fear and fear, there was also a hint of sarcasm.

As if mocking them in uniform.

"It's normal to have something wrong." The man in the blank mask glanced at the weirdness in the corridor, and his voice was calm.

"These residents are the bottom type, and they can only fight for the remnants of the powerful and weird."

"And we are strong, and we are security guards."

"Unaffected by the rules prohibiting killing without cause."

"Of course they're afraid of our uniforms."

This statement makes a lot of sense.

After thinking about it, Zhang Liang suppressed the doubts in his heart.

Not far along the corridor is the room where Reba and others gather.

Taking out the key, the sound of twisting the door lock alarmed the people in the room.

"who!"

Someone in the room asked in a trembling voice.

Pushing the door open and entering, Zhang Liang was the first to go in, hehe laughed and said:

"Don't worry, it's me."

"Big brother, you are finally back!"

Except for Reba who stood where she was, the rest of the people greeted her with joy on their faces.

For them, Zhang Liang is their greatest reliance.

He is also a very kind person in their eyes.

However, as soon as they took two steps, they saw four people behind Zhang Liang.

The costumes are different, but they also wear evil masks, which look as cold as weird.

"They are the allies I found, they can help us leave the copy."

"I'm taking everyone to a place where it's safer."

Zhang Liang said naturally, his smile became more and more intense, and he didn't want to show his feet.

After all, this is Hongguang's homeland, as long as he realizes something is wrong, not to mention running away, he still has the ability to commit suicide.

The easiest thing is to shout, it is difficult to stop.

"Thank you big brother."

"Thank you too."

The random entrants did not suspect him, and thanked him repeatedly.

Reba stood on the spot, frowning slightly.

She always felt that Zhang Liang's smile was hypocritical.

In the dream, she remembered that Yang Shou always showed such a gentle smile.

But she knew that under Yang Shou's smile, there was a kind heart hidden.

Only those who really get his help will know that Yang Shou's heart can even touch the strange.

"Reba, you should go too, right?"

Zhang Liang asked with a smile.

Reba hesitated for a moment, and replied:

"good."

Even she didn't know why, since she entered the community, she has always had a strange sense of security.

It's like somewhere in the dark, someone has been watching her, as long as she is in danger, she will appear instantly.

No matter what Zhang Liang said was true or false, she didn't feel afraid.

"That's good." Zhang Liang felt relieved, and then briefly introduced the identities of the four masked people:

"They are living beings just like us."

"But they are more powerful senders than I am."

"Let's just listen to them."

The few random entrants had no opinion and could only promise to say yes.

Under such circumstances, Reba's extraordinarily calm appearance seemed even more strange.

"It's a little different."

The man with the blank mask noticed this, and paid more attention to this delicate woman.

In any case, this performance is much better than ordinary people.

"It's a pity that being weak and ignorant is the original sin, and she is doomed not to make any trouble."

Thoughts flashed through his mind, behind the blank mask, he smiled silently.

Leaving again, the team has grown by one point.

In the spooky neighborhood, a group of people set off in the target direction cautiously.

"The moon is much bigger than before."

Walking on the road, someone looked in all directions in a panic, always worried that there would be a long ghost hand stretching out from a certain corner, dragging him into the depths of darkness.

However, when he noticed the two moons in the sky, he froze for a moment and couldn't help whispering.

When I first entered the community, two moons were hanging in the sky, the size of palms.

But now, like two huge discs, hanging in the dark night.

The strange thing is that in the middle of the full moon, there are faint lines of blood, like the blood in the pupils of human beings.

It's like two huge eyes!

The man with the blank mask took a look, his eyes fixed, he seemed to know something, and urged:

"Hurry up, let's quickly clear the dungeon and get out of here!"

Someone finally couldn't help but ask:

"Where are we going?"

With a calm voice, the man with the blank mask replied lightly:

"Beauty salon."

where to do what

Is it possible to trim the hair in the weird instance?

A few random entrants thought to themselves, feeling absurd...

"arrive."

Ten minutes later, the man with the blank mask was overjoyed and said.

Haven't heard anything, especially don't know where the property and security are.

He was actually a little uneasy.

But after seeing the spinning colorful lamp beads not far away, I finally felt relieved.

There are a few living people as gifts, plus their strength.

I believe that the cunning tattoo artists who have been oppressed by the property will not refuse their help.

After pushing the door open and entering the store, the man in the blank mask froze for a moment.

His own strangeness actually told him that there was nothing here.

nobody.

Nothing weird!

It seems that someone has swept this place.

"Impossible, it should be that the cunning tattoo artist is hiding very well.

"After all, it's a fierce spirit, and it seems that there are some special methods."

"hehe."

"I underestimated it."

The man with the blank mask walked in the front. After walking through several rooms, he finally came to the door of the tattoo room and pushed it away.

In the faint darkness, various tattoo tools are placed.

The horizontal cabinet against the wall was full of broken glass bottles and jars.

Nothing but these.

Where is the tricky tattoo artist?

Looking at the shards of glass, the blank masked man's eyes were serious, and he realized that things in the community seemed to be getting weirder.

It seems that there is a pair of unparalleled hands, wantonly fiddle with the pattern of the community.

drop.

The phone message rang.

Being able to send a text message at this time can only be due to a tricky mobile phone.

The man with the blank mask was shocked, and realized something strange.

In his understanding, although the mobile phone is very powerful, Guangjiayuan is a rare copy that can resist its erosion.

Now, there are still text messages.

[The rules here have already begun to panic]

[Perceived a terrible threat that is difficult to describe in words 5.4]

【It is no longer superior, no longer perfect】

【Want to know what is threatening it】

【Do you want to know what has changed in the community】

【Do you want to meet the cunning tattoo artist】

【Hey, I will tell you everything, I don’t know whether it is my kindness or my cruelty】

【A terrifying existence has come】

【He is the biggest ghost story, the weirdest among the weirdest

【He took a fancy to the rules here】

【I also look at your life】

【Crafty tattoo artist, in the abyss of death, waiting for you】

The blood-red text tells a terrible fact.

Not only the man with the blank mask, but everyone else's cell phones rang at the same time.

They all received strange messages on their mobile phones.

"What does it mean!"

Almost everyone's hands were shaking.

Even the people in the death forum showed horror.

They found that it seems that Ping picked the wrong time to enter the dungeon.

There is a terrifying strange being walking in Hongguang's homeland!

"This text message..."

Unlike others, the text messages Reba received were extremely simple.

【He is coming】.